Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young)
Chapter 190

Chapter 190 Encountering Someone Unreasonable

Charles did not speak at first. After a brief pause, he asked, "What would you like to eat, Ms. Scott?"

As he spoke, someone entered the room. It was a staff member dressed in the same uniform as the

host before, and he handed me the menu. I was about to courteously ask the man opposite for his preference, but he spoke first, "Ms. Scott, please feel free to order what you like. Don't worry about me. I have already ordered."

Acknowledging this, I nodded and casually selected a few dishes. Looking towards the vague shadow behind the screen, I said, "Thank you, Mr. Yates."

It seemed like a low chuckle came from the other side, and after a short moment, he said, "Are you planning to spend the entire meal thanking me, Ms. Scott?"

I opened my mouth, momentarily unsure of what to say.

The man did not seem to mind and continued, "You don't need to be so formal with me, Ms. Scott. I have recently started my business in Lake City and might need to trouble you with some matters in the future. I hope you won't find me bothersome. Of course, rest assured, I won't trouble you with anything inappropriate or illegal."

I nodded slightly, full of curiosity but unsure how to continue the conversation with someone whose face I had not even seen clearly yet.

The meal was served, and throughout dinner, Inch never showed up.

It was not until someone came in to remind Mr. Charlie Yates over there that it was getting late and he should rest that the man finally spoke up, "Ms. Scott, it's getting late. I will arrange for someone to take you back. I hope we can stay in touch in the future."

I acknowledged, muttering a few polite words, when he suddenly asked, "Ms. Scott, it seems we haven't exchanged contact information. Would you mind giving me your number?"

It seemed rude to refuse his request, so I nodded. "Alright." As I was pulling out my phone to share my contact, a man in a black suit stepped out from beside the screen and handed me a phone. Taking the phone, I saved my number on it and then handed it back to the man in black. He thanked me with a formal "Thank you" before taking the phone behind the screen.

Charlie's voice followed, calm and natural. "Ms. Scott, let's meet again another day."

I nodded in response. "Sure!"

I hesitated for a moment, unsure whether I should leave first or wait for him to leave.

Seeing no movement from the other side, I picked up my bag, bid farewell again, and walked out of the private room, leaving the enigmatic Charlie Yates behind..

In the corridor, I felt increasingly puzzled. Was Inch's friend really that mysterious?

Chapter 190 Encountering Someone Unreasonable

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As I was lost in thought, I did not notice someone rushing toward me from the opposite direction. By the time I realized it, I had already been knocked down, hearing a yelp beside me. Instinctively, I reached out to help, and saw a young girl with furrowed brows lying next to me. I quickly asked, "Are you alright?"

The girl looked at me with a scowl, seemingly in pain or annoyance, and said, "Don't you watch where you're going? Couldn't you have stepped aside when you saw me running toward you? Slowpoke!" Her reaction left me stunned for a few seconds. I could not help but frown and respond, "You're the one who bumped into me without reason."

Hearing my voice, her expression froze for a moment. She sized me up and retorted, "If I bumped into you, couldn't you dodge?"

Her logic made me laugh in exasperation. I said, "So if someone gets hit by a reckless driver on the street, it's their fault for not being careful?"

She pouted, clearly irritated, and pulled out some money from her bag, tossing it at me. "You just want money, right? You could've just said. Here, take this, you beggar."

Her attitude made my calmness evaporate, and a surge of anger rose in my chest. As she tried to walk away, I grabbed her arm and pushed her against the corridor wall without wasting words.

Caught off guard and lacking strength due to her age, she was pinned against the wall. Her nose had collided with the wall and immediately started to bleed.

"Ah!" The girl screamed in pain, covering her nose and glaring at me furiously, yelling, "You're looking for trouble..."

Slap! Having suffered enough over the years from the Scotts and the Youngs, I never hesitated to strike back when necessary. The slap I gave her left her cheek swollen and red.

She probably never expected me to hit her. After a moment of shock, she lunged at me like a furious lioness, screaming, "You dare hit me? Who the hell do you think you are? Even my dad never dared to touch me. I'll kill you!"

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